I gave into my needs to my son

The clinking of ice against glass was the only sound that could be heard over the quiet hum of the late evening. I watched the condensation bead on the outside of my gin and tonic,…

The ache between my legs

The house felt too quiet. I sat on the couch, one leg tucked under me, a half-empty glass of wine resting on the coffee table. The TV was on, but I wasn’t watching—just another forgettable…

Stormy naughty night with my son

The storm outside was relentless, the kind that made you want to stay indoors with a cup of tea and a good book. But tonight was Friday, the end of a long week, and I…

Grinding brothers cock

I’m a 19-year-old woman with long, sleek black hair that cascades over my shoulders. My figure is slender, and I know my body attracts attention, especially from men. My breasts are a modest B-cup, and…

Sharing bed with drunk mom

I’ve been raised by my mom my entire life, and I can honestly say she’s sacrificed everything for me. She’s worked tirelessly, stayed single, and never once complained. I don’t remember her ever having a…